"Unbelievable..." Supreme Kai had lost his initial carefree, villainous smile, replaced by a look of utter shock.
"I have a question for you, Supreme Kai. In which direction is North Kai's Planet?"
"North Kai's Planet? It's been too long since I've looked for him, let me think... it's in this direction." Supreme Kai didn't know what the intention was, but he answered anyway.
"In that case, these capsules contain a large amount of food. Let Broly stay here to train for a while. Sorry for the trouble, Supreme Kai." Sun Wumian didn't give them a chance to react. He dropped a pile of capsules, placed his index and middle fingers on his forehead, locked onto North Kai's energy, and vanished using Instant Transmission.
"Eh? What's going on? I haven't even agreed to this yet, where did he go?"
Broly: I have it so hard. I just escaped from a godforsaken place, only to end up in another one just like it.
Originally, it would have been best for Broly to go to Beerus's Planet and have Whis teach him, but Sun Wumian's current strength was nowhere near the level of a Super Saiyan God. If Beerus were to wake up now, it would be troublesome; if he couldn't find a Super Saiyan God, he might just destroy the Earth.
North Kai's Planet.
"Wumian, why are you here again? Eh? You brat, leaving without even saying hello?"
"Oh, sorry, North Kai. I was just passing by."
Sun Wumian was indeed just passing by; he had already returned to Earth.
Outside the new home at Mount Paozu, little Gohan was talking to Piccolo on a large rock.
"Uncle Piccolo, I heard you used to fight my dad."
"Hmph!" Piccolo's face turned green at the memory of unpleasant past events. "The fight isn't over yet. I will definitely defeat him one day."
"But Dad said that after you were reborn, you weren't a bad guy anymore."
"Hmph!"
I had Piccolo train in the Gravity Chamber here; I didn't expect these two to have gotten so close, Sun Wumian thought to himself as he walked toward Piccolo and Gohan.
"Not bad, Piccolo. You've improved quite a bit in such a short time."
"The Gravity Chamber is just a good place to train," Piccolo said, though he was thinking: Damn it, are all Saiyans cheaters? I've clearly improved, yet the gap feels like it's only gotten wider.
"By the way, Gohan, are you training with Piccolo?"
"Training? Yes! I want to be a great martial artist, just like Dad and Uncle Piccolo," little Gohan said earnestly.
This was great. As expected, it was the right choice to have Goku let his son Gohan be trained as a martial artist. After all, Gohan's potential was higher than both Goku's and Vegeta's.
"Gohan! Finish your homework today before you can train!" At that moment, Chi-Chi's loud voice rang out.
It seemed that even if Gohan wanted to be a martial artist, he couldn't escape his studies. That was fine, though; Sun Wumian didn't want him to be as brainless as Goku or as grumpy as Vegeta—a combination of brainless and grumpy...
"I'm going to study now, Uncle Piccolo. I'll train later."
Hey, this kid didn't even call out to me. Seriously, Sun Wumian felt a bit speechless; he had been automatically ignored.
"Well, Piccolo, I'll leave Gohan's training to you. You know his father, Goku, isn't a good teacher, and I'm very busy myself." With that, Sun Wumian left.
The next day.
Not far from Goku's new home on Mount Paozu, a uniquely styled villa suddenly appeared. The nearby residents were stunned, as this was completely outside their understanding.
So that was what Sun Wumian meant by being busy—he had gone to build himself a villa.
Using the creation abilities of the Supreme Kai, it was finished almost overnight. Sun Wumian looked at the villa before him and nodded in satisfaction.
In the blink of an eye, half a year passed. Both Goku and Vegeta had learned Instant Transmission and had long since returned to Earth.
Surprisingly, the base combat power of both Goku and Vegeta had reached 4 million; they should both be able to transform into Super Saiyans.
The facts proved this to be true. As soon as Vegeta returned, he came knocking, looking to challenge Sun Wumian.
"Sun Wumian, come out! Now that I have become a Super Saiyan, I will definitely beat you!"
Oh ho? Vegeta, having just become a Super Saiyan, is getting a bit cocky, Sun Wumian thought, feeling a bit annoyed as he was enjoying himself inside the villa.
"Hey, Vegeta, haven't you noticed how high-end, atmospheric, and classy my place is?"
"What does that mean? Come and fight me! I've waited for this day for a long time." Vegeta completely ignored Sun Wumian's words, intent only on the battle.
"Fine, you really have no appreciation for quality. In that case, let me show you just how big the gap is."
The two then arrived at an uninhabited area.
"AAAAHHH!" It was Vegeta's first time transforming into a Super Saiyan. The spectacle was no less impressive than Sun Wumian's, as he intended to suppress him with sheer presence.
Vegeta was wearing his blue long-sleeved bodysuit and white battle armor without shoulder pads, a look closer to the armor he wore when he first arrived on Earth. He still wore white gloves and long boots, though the tips of the boots now had yellow stripes.
When Vegeta transformed into a Super Saiyan, his pupils turned green, his hair stood up entirely (though this was less obvious), and it turned gold. His aura also turned gold, looking quite dashing.
Unfortunately, he was wrong. Sun Wumian wasn't moved in the slightest; with his opponent only having a combat power of 200 million, he couldn't muster any interest in the fight.
The result was self-evident. In one move—just a single move—Vegeta lost his ability to fight.
"Impossible... I am the Prince of Saiyans... Why... defeated in one move..."
"Vegeta, keep working hard. Next time, I hope you can last more than one move." Sun Wumian didn't forget to discourage him; the more he was discouraged, the faster he would grow stronger.
"Vegeta, I told you, you couldn't be a match for Brother Wumian. You can't even beat me," Goku, who was watching from the side, delivered a lethal blow.
"Eh? So it was you two fighting? I felt a sudden surge of powerful energy and thought something had happened." Krillin, Piccolo, and Yamcha, having sensed the battle, had all rushed over.
"Wow, what kind of house is this? I've never seen anything so luxurious and grand." Yamcha was immediately drawn to Sun Wumian's Villa; at least someone knew how to appreciate it.
"Haha, this is my new home. How about it? Want to come in and take a look?" Sun Wumian laughed.
"Is that okay? That would be fantastic..."
"What are you guys talking about? Isn't it just a house?" Goku, however, had no appreciation for it at all, no different from Vegeta.
... You are reading Dragon Ball: I Have a Super Saiyan Check-in System by the great author Wumeng Qiankong.